As they made their way through the halls of the ship, ravishing each other as they went, Allan lost first his jacket, then his shoes, until finally as they entered the sleeping chamber, Allan was totally nude, and Aly was still in her dress.
“You looks fucking stunning in that dress.” Allan said, stepping back from where he had been holding her up against the wall and kissing her.
Aly looked down at his erect manhood and could feel herself grow even wetter than she already was. “I’m glad you think so.” She dropped a small package that Mara had handed her with a wink as she and Allan left. It hit the ground at the same time as her knees and she immediately took Allan into her mouth.
“Oh, fuck.” Allan said, tangling his fingers in her hair, and spread his feet as Aly sank his cock into the back of her throat. As he moved his feet, he knocked over the small package, and some things that had been inside spilled out. Allan looked down at what was in the bag and chuckled, and then gasped as Aly dragged her fingernails down his back to grasp his buttocks and pull him deeper.
Aly pulled off of him after a few moments, and stoked him painstakingly slowly with her hand. “What is so funny?” She demanded, looking up from where she knelt, watching his face contort in pleasure as she stroked him.
“Someone gave you some fun toys.” Allan said, gesturing at the bag, and then gasping as Aly stopped stroking to grip firmly at the base of the shaft, her other hand gripping the head of his cock firmly, her thumb stroking the underside of the head.
“Toys?” Aly said, her hands still working Allan closer and closer to climax as she looked down at the bag, which seemed to hold several items of metal and cloth. “What are they?” She asked looking back up at Allan who seemed to be doing everything that he could to fight back his orgasm.
“They are sex toys.” Allan panted out, “surely you saw some of them from all the porn you watched.” He paused, his fists clenched at his side, and then he moaned. “Please baby.” He pleaded.
“Of course.” Aly said with a smile and then leaned forward to lick the tip of the throbbing member in her hands, both hands stroking firmly. Allan moaned and grabbed her hair again, pulling himself into her throat. He thrust several times before exploding in her mouth, Aly swallowed eagerly.
“Now tell me about these toys.” Aly said, wiping stray fluids from her lips and licking them off her fingers. “I did see some, but I never felt that they would be pleasurable, so I focused my porn viewing on images that did not use them.”
Allan sat down his manhood somewhat flaccid and poured out the bag. “Well these two,” he picked up two devices that wights at the end, “ar nipple clamps. This one,” the device he picked up next was a strange contraption of wire, “ is a spider gag, this one is a buttplug,” he gestured at a conical device with a flat base and rod. “Ohh and this,” he picked up a bundle of rope, “is bondage rope, and these are handcuffs.”
“How do they work?” Aly said curious, a playful look on her face.
“Well these…” Allan began to speak and Aly interrupted him with a finger to his lips.
“Don’t tell me, show me.” Aly said.
“Are you sure? This one in particular,” Allan said, gesturing to what he had called a buttplug, “is considered quite, umm, invasive? And somewhat of an acquired taste per se.”
“Allan,” Aly said taking his face in her hands, “you are my husband, my body is yours to do with as you see fit, and besides I am sure that I will find almost anything you could do to me pleasurable.”
“Okay.” Allan said, and picked up the nipple clamps. “Stay on your knees.” Allan said with a tone that told Aly she was no longer in charge and sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. Allan moved to kneel in front of her and twisted a small rod on either device until they had a slight gap between the rubber-coated ends. Then he pinched her nipples, starting with her left and moving to her right until both stood erect.
Allan smiled and took a nipple clamp in his hands, opening the jaws of the device and clipping it onto Aly’s nipple through her dress, then letting the weight fall from his hand on the short length of chain that attached it to the device.
Aly gasped, the sudden constant pinching sensation on her nipple making her excitement grow. Allan repeated the process with the other clamp on her other nipple. “Now that they are attached,” Allan said after letting her sit for a moment with the nipple clamps in place, “I can do this.” Allan took the wights in his fingers and pulled gently.
“Oh, Goddess.” Aly moaned as the clamps pulled as if to lead her by her chest. Allan let the small weights fall back to rest on the ends of their chains.
Next, Allan picked up the butt plug. “I am guessing from the name, that you know where this goes?” Allan asked and Aly nodded, “You want to try this?” Allan asked, and Aly nodded eagerly. Allan took the butt plug in his right hand and knelt to her side, telling her to rise up on her knees, He slipped the fingers of his left hand down her body and into her tight sex, slowly working them inside her, as he used the tip of the Butt plug to tease her ass.
She moaned when he finally began pushing it up into her. The whole process took several minutes, with Allan pushing the device forward a little bit then pulling it back, over and over, deeper and deeper, until finally, he slipped it all the way inside. “Oh fuck.” Aly panted.
“Now for one of the more versatile toys.” Allan said taking the handcuffs and putting them on her wrists so that she could not move her hands from behind her back. Aly could tell that this was exciting Allan not only from how his hands seemed to linger on her body, but from the re-engorging of his manhood.
“Now you lean forward.” Allan said, his voice filled with lust. He grabbed the handcuffs with one hand pushed her between her shoulder blades until she was held up from falling onto her face by Allan’s hand holding the cuffs. Allan guided himself into her tight sex, and Aly nearly exploded at that. The sensation of every movement making the nipple clamps swing and pull on her chest, mixed with the increased pressure inside her from the buttplug pressing through her body and against Allan’s cock, as well as the sense of helplessness that she had from the handcuffs was all so…thrilling.
Allan began stroking inside of her. With every thrust of his hips, Aly moaned. “Good girl.” Allan said his voice a storm of emotions.
Aly, fully fallen into a submissive mindset, threw her head back moaning loudly. “Oh, thank you, Daddy.” She said, and then moaned even louder when Allan used his free hand to gather her hair into his fist, moments went by as Aly and Allan both felt themselves getting closer and closer.
“Please Daddy, oh please can I cum.” Aly begged, she could feel everything, and it was driving her insane.
“Not yet.” Allan said, pulling her upright so that he could still thrust inside her, but he could also reach around and take the nipple clamps in his hands. “Tell me when you are close.” Allan demanded, and smiled at Aly’s sudden vigor, as she threw her hips back and forth.
“Oh, fuck I’m close.” Aly panted, not slowing. And then she cried out, “Fuck yes!” as Allan pulled on the nipple clamps, and at the exact moment that he felt her start to orgasm, Allan pulled the nipple clamps free, and then grabbed her hips, continued to thrust as she moaned in pleasure.
“Fuck yes baby, keep cumming.” Allan panted, as he refused to let up, as he felt wave after wave of pleasure roll across Aly’s body.
“Cum Daddy. Please cum.” Aly said from where she had fallen to the floor, her face turned to the side as Allan drove into her. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum again.” She panted.
A few moments later, Aly and Allan cried out together as Allan drove one final time inside her, and felt her already tight sex squeeze as if it intended to rip off his manhood. He made sure that every drop had been squeezed from him before he let her collapse to fully lay on the floor.
Allan retrieved the keys for the handcuffs and let Aly out of them. She moned in pleasure as he gently pulled the buttplug from her. And set it and the other toys to the side. “You should get out of your dress, my love.” Allan said.
“I will but you have two more toys.” Aly said rolling over and looking up at Allan as he stood next to where she lay. She felt tired, it had been a whirlwind of a day.
“Yes, I do, and the countless hundreds other that my people have come up with, these three, are good for tonight, we should sleep, here.” Allan offered his hand to his clearly sleepy bride. Aly took it and let him pull her up to her feet. He then helped undo the hidden lacings, and buttons that kept the dress on her body. When it fell to the floor, he scooped her up and carried her to the observation deck the both of them nude.
“What are we doing here?” Aly asked as Allan lowered the shielding and raised the bench from the floor.
“I have something that I need to tell you.” Allan said smiling at her. “We had an abridged version of the wedding ceremony, usually it is customary for both the bride and groom to write their own vows for each other. So I will instead tell them to you now. Alyniqual Jushintorg, from the first moment I met you, I knew that I loved you, there was only doubt to if you would ever love me as well. When I joined you for the first time, you promised me adventure, and you have given it to me. From this moment onward I will protect you with everything I have, I will do everything I can to bring you happiness, and I will love you with all my heart.”
Aly was taken aback, never before had she heard such a heartfelt pledge, and the fact that it was coming from Allan and directed at her even after they had been married, shocked her. She felt tears come to her eyes. “Is it,” She sniffled, wiping her nose, “is it customary for me to give mine now?”
“It would be, but you do not have to say anything.” Allan said smiling at her and reaching to wipe the tears from her face.
“Allan, my husband, the man who gave me not only freedom for myself, but worked tirelessly to bring about a change of good for all my people, I promise you this, that for as long as you desire it, I will be yours, and whether it is as your one and only wife, or one wife of many, I will support you in all that you do, I will live my life to the fullest so that we may both live to see our dreams come true.” Aly said looking at Allan with a smile.
Allan scooped her up again and carried her back to the sleeping chamber, where the two of them lay down and went to bed.
***
[Japan, Eddy’s room]
The next morning, Allan poked his head into Eddy’s room to find Eddy, Emma Johnson, Jalla, and Tillia, all tangled up on the bed. Allan walked over to nudge the four awake. When they all sat up almost in unison, Allan chuckled. “So everyone had fun I take it?”
Eddy laughed with Emma, and Jalla and Tillia blushed. “What’s up, man.” Eddy asked getting out of bed to toss clothes to Emma, while Jalla and Tillia rose to begin putting their clothes on.
“I need to talk with you Eddy, and with Jalla and Tillia.” Allan said, sitting down. “Honestly I wouldn’t be here this early if I hadn’t been so rudely awakened. But the Banker that was at the wedding insisted on barging into our ship and demanded that we speak with her. Hilx’Nit apologized but recommended that I get you, as the commander on Aly’s homeworld, and Jalla and Tillia.”
“That is my cue then.” Emma said, standing up in an oversized T-Shirt and panties, scooping the rest of her clothes from the floor, and said goodbye, going back to her own room.
“Glad you all found some fun last night.” Allan said after Eddy and the sisters had gotten fully dressed. “All right, yall ready?” Three heads nodded, and Allan tapped the comms device in his pocket. Moments later Allan, Eddy, Jalla, and Tillia were standing in a room with Aly on the ship.
“We have been requested to contact Hilx’Nit when we are all here and he will bring us to his ship.” Aly said slipping her arm through Allan’s arm and handing him his translator. “Sending the message now.”
A moment later the entire group was inside the large cargo hold of the Bastion of Law where Doc was waiting.
“First of all congratulations to you both, Aly and Allan,” Doc said to the group, “While I wish that this was under different circumstances this is how it is.” He turned without saying anything else and gestured for them to follow. He led them through the cargo hold and into the ship proper.
After wandering through the ship for several minutes, Doc turned and asked Jalla, Tillia, Aly, and Eddy to wait inside the room on his left before leading Allan one room further down. Inside was the Banker woman, Zall who had attended his wedding the previous night.
“Zall, good to see you, though I am curious as to why you wanted to talk to me so early.” Allan said, his stomach rolling, something seemed off.
“It is not normal for a Banker to be invited to a wedding, it is furthermore even less normal for the invited Banker to be permitted and urged to go to said wedding.” Zall said, her tone leaving no room for error that this was not a social call. “However, you are not normal are you, Allan.”
“Depends on who you ask Zall.” Allan said he could not shake the feeling that something about this was not right. “Why don’t you just ask whatever it is that you want to ask?”
“Very well,” Zall said, “why and how have you managed to lie to the Banker clan, to me? And why would you lie about talking to a God?”
“You think I lied?” Allan said, somewhat confused, as she had said herself that he was not lying when she asked about meeting a God in the opening of his account. “I have not lied to you Zall, I won’t say that I never lie to anyone, but for the most part I am honest to a fault.”
“Stop lying Allan,” Zall said, a strange timber to her voice as if she were struggling with something, “there is no way that there is truth to these words.” She waved her blocky hand and the live stream from the battle on Aly’s homeworld played, specifically the portion where Allan claimed to speak with the will of the Quillinar God to the council.
“Yes there is, Zall, I have spoken to Elunitra several times, even yelled at her and told her that she needs to fix her shit, well roughly that anyways.” Allan said cooly, looking at the slab of the blocky Banker’s head. “Where is Hilx’Nit, I think that it is time he and I had a little talk about bringing you here, and what he should or should not have relayed to his superiors.”
Zall waved her hand again, and the wall behind Allan went transparent. “Hilx’Nit refused to participate when he heard what I wanted done, so to subdue him we ensured that there was a reason he should cooperate.”
Allan looked through the now clear wall to Hilx’Nit and his wife standing in front of their children, between them and the three Gish with rifles leveled towards them. Allan turned his gaze on Zall, who seemed to shrink back for one second at the intensity of his gaze. “Let me guess the reason that you separated me from my wife and friends is to assure my co-operation in a similar manner?”
“Precisely.” Zall said waving her hand again, and this time the wall behind Zall went transparent, and Allan laughed.
Zall turned around to see that the three Gish who were in the room with Aly, Jalla, Tillia, and Eddy were sitting on their haunches, two of them had very Eddy fist-sized bruises on their jaws, the third had claw marks that clearly came from Jalla and Tillia, as they sat on the floor they looked ashamed as Aly was clearly lecturing them. Eddy, Jalla, and Tillia had taken their weapons and were holding them on the door in case anyone else entered.
As Zall was silent, listening to Allan laugh, she felt her already cool body grow colder as Allan’s mirth transformed, from a hearty relief to a cold calculating chuckle. Zall turned to see Allan at the door. The door to this room was simple enough, it had a mechanical override if power was cut, and a typical pad for pressing to open and close the door inside. Allan punched the pad and something in it cracked, and the lights built into the door went out, Allan then took the chair that he had yet to sit down in, and wedged it into the door between the frame and the mechanical release that would have to turn for the door to be unlocked. “Allan, what are you doing?” Zall asked.
Allan smiled, at the faint notes of fear rising in Zall’s voice. “Zall, explain to me why you thought that sealing yourself in a room with me after threatening my brother, my friends, MY FUCKING WIFE!” Allan slammed his hands into the strange material of the desk that was in the room, his voice a raging cascade of pure rage. Allan took a deep breath, before looking at the Banker woman. “Was a good idea?”
“I…You lied…The Core worlds…I” Zall was searching for words, realizing that separating a deathworlder into a room with only herself, was probably not a great plan, especially since only a handful of them had effectively held off the Council of Purity’s forces with ease.
“So here is the change of plans.” Allan said, his tone broached no argument, it demanded compliance. “You will release Hilx’Nit and his family unmolested, you will let my wife and friends help him secure the traitors that turned on him, as I assume that a great many of the Gish on this ship probably told you to kick rocks. After that is done you will answer every question I have. If this does not happen, I am going to find out how many times I need to slam your head into the wall between myself and Aly, before either you shatter into a million pieces or the wall breaks, I will then use your mangled corpse as proof to my government that Aliens exist, and I will lead them on a rampage across the galaxy. Trillions will die, all because of you.” Allan stared at the Banker.
“I…I…I’m sorry” Zall said, beginning to sob, and as she did so, something strange happened. The weird cubic crystalline body that was the Banker seemed to fracture, each piece that broke off seemed to dissolve into golden light. As she continued to sob the shell that was her body fell away, revealing an incredibly humanoid figure that seemed entirely composed of crystal made of light.
“So this is what you really look like.” Allan murmured to himself. “Zall, I’m Waiting.” Allan watched as the frankly attractive humanoid tapped a datapad that seemed to form from her left hand. The guards that were in Hilx’Nits chamber got a message and dropped their weapons, Hilx’Nit and his wife quickly knocked out the three Gish, and quickly guided his children from the room after scooping a rifle up.
Allan watched as the Gish who were still being scolded by Aly, received a similar message, and Eddy opened the door and called out to Hilx’Nit. The three Gish there were also quickly incapacitated and taken to the chamber that Hilx’Nit had been in with his family. Aly took one of the weapons and sealed the door with Hilx’Nit’s children inside with her. Over the course of the next few minutes, seven more Gish were deposited into the chamber with the other unconscious Gish. And finally, Eddy came back to Aly and the children, and from their body language, they were trying to figure out where Allan was.
“Make it so they can hear me.” Allan said and Zall waved her hand. “Aly, I can see you, I am in the next room but Zall and I are going to have a long talk, Why don’t you help Everyone finish the cleanup of the mutineers, and then teleport Zall and I over to our ship, have Hilx’Nit come as well, and bring Doc, I got some questions for him.” Allan watched as Aly and Eddy looked around, and spoke but he could not hear them. “I can’t hear you, but I am fine I promise, just do it, lock onto my tracker in my boot I will make sure to keep Zall close so just get me and whoever is closest to me. Love you.” Allan said and saw her nod and smile.
“What are you, going to do to me?” Zall said hoarsely.
“Well for now why don’t we just wait, and when we get to the other ship, you will start answering questions.” Allan said looking at Zall. “You know Zall, I invited you to my wedding because you said that no one ever wanted to talk to you about anything other than money, I thought that you would appreciate the opportunity to do something that was not banking, or Banker Clan related, or money-related.” Allan shook his head with disappointment and muttered to himself. “I’m fucking sick of secret plots and agendas.”
“I did!” Zall said, more tears streaming down her face. “It was the best news that I have gotten in nearly a hundred years, but I was instructed…” She stopped, as Allan raised a hand.
“Save it for everyone, I’m sure Hilx’Nit would like to know why you caused a mutiny. Just be glad we are not going to use the human punishment for mutiny, or worse hand you over to my mother for pulling this stunt the day after my wedding, she would be furious.” Allan chuckled wryly.
The two waited in silence, Zall wiping her nose every now and then, and Allan standing between her and the door just in case. Several minutes went by before Allan and Zall found themselves facing down the barrels of three weapons held by Jalla, Tillia, and Eddy.
“Hey, man, so that was a hoot.” Eddy said lowering his weapon quickly and Jalla and Tillia seemed to visibly relax.
“I know right, so have everyone meet us down in the mess hall, Zall here has some explaining to do.” Allan said and Eddy nodded moving to inform everyone else. Allan began walking to the mess hall, Jalla and Tillia fell in behind Zall urging her forward with cold glares.
When they arrived, Allan got a bowl of food from the machine, and sat down, the next group was Doc and Hilx’Nit. “Hey, Yilvar.” Allan said, his tone cold, and the Gish man did not miss the fact that he was not ‘Doc’ any longer, almost physically recoiling at the verbal blow. “Explain.” Allan said looking up at Yilvar.
“I was told by the other Gish, the ones that are all now crammed into a room unconscious, that if I did not lead you and the others to the rooms as instructed, that Hilx’Nit and his family would die, along with the other Gish who refused to help that were sealed into the mess-hall.” Yilvar looked at the ground, the aura of shame around him was palpable. “I am sorry Allan.”
“It’s all good Doc.” Allan said, sighing, he was glad that the man had had a good reason for what he did and was not part of the instigation of the mutiny. “Doc, Hilx’Nit, get some food, we are going to be hearing what the hell is going on.”
Doc’s relief was almost visible as he perked up and got a bowl of stew with Hilx’Nit. Everyone else arrived and everyone got some food. Even Zall got a bowl of what appeared to be glowing fungus.
“Now I know it is rude to talk while you eat, but I want answers.” Allan said in between bites. “Zall start talking.”
“Very well.” The banker, still in her true humanoid form said. “It will take a while.”
“We have time.” Hilx’Nit and Eddy said almost in unison, and with equal levels of blandness in their voices.
“Understood.” Zall said, returning her bowl to the machine. “But for you to understand everything I must first explain some things, having to do with Deathwrolds, The Core Worlds, and most importantly, my species connection to the Gods.”
